Perde 2
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She says right, according as she remembers; she’s telling you her dream. But, madam, after you arose, you ought to have sacrificed to Jove, the disposer of prodigiesDisposer of prodigies: See the Miles Gloriosus, l. 394, and the Note to the passage.,
SOSIA
either with a salt cake or with frankincense.
740
ALCMENA
A mischief on your head!
SOSIA
That’s your own business, if you take due care.
ALCMENA
Now again this fellow is talking rudely to me, and that without punishment.
AMPHITRYON
You hold your tongue. (To ALCMENA.) Do you tell me now—did I go away hence from you at daybreak?
ALCMENA
Who then but your own self recounted to me how the battle went there?
AMPHITRYON
And do you know that as well?
745
ALCMENA
Why, I heard it from your own self, how you had taken a very large city, and how you yourself had slain king Pterelas.
745
AMPHITRYON
What, did I tell you this?
ALCMENA
You yourself, this Sosia standing by as well.
AMPHITRYON
Have you heard me telling about this to-day?
SOSIA
Where should I have heard you?
SOSIA
In my presence, indeed, it never took place, that I know of.
ALCMENA
It would be a wonder It would be a wonder: She says this ironically. if he didn’t contradict you.
750
AMPHITRYON
Sosia, come here and look at me.
750
SOSIA
I am looking at you.
AMPHITRYON
I wish you to tell the truth, and I don’t want you to humour me. Have you heard me this day sav to her these things which she affirms?
SOSIA
Prithee now, by my troth, are you, too, mad as well, when you ask me this, me, who, for my part, my own self now behold her in company with you for the first time?
